Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I heard he damn near shit his pants...
Where the fuck is Wallace?
a minute after we did it.
I'm gonna get my own man, all right?
Just say there's been an animal hurt inside the house...
Down his granny house, he says.
-Are you carrying any weapons, sir? -No.
this is me, yo, right here.
My man might be thinking of going back to Edmondson...
Look at you, talking about your mama like you're still a kid.
Spread your legs back more.
If the senator is not involved in anything illegal...
the city caucus, the state central committee.
Send back Sydnor and Santangelo.
Lester, look, I'm not gonna lie to you. I'm scared of this shit.
'Cause this shit...
-All right? -How much is it?
-What about your stripper? -The woman's got heart.
-What up, man? -Same old.
You know Senator Davis?
Me at pd
Tatum in every big game. Also don’t talk to me about how many points he scored.
No more.... Get out of here.
Be a man! Stand up like a motherfucking man.
Thought you might help us out as to his whereabouts.
-We gotta focus on what's real, here. -All of this shit is real.
then he doesn't need to worry.
I thought your little bird told you everything we did...
Man, how you know? How you know where he been running to?
Maybe even some fiber-optics.
Broadway market?
I wanted to reassure you on that front.
I'm trying to put them down for real, not for some short-time bit.
Who gonna take the weight for all the shit in the trunk of that car?
Do she look it?
Give me my shit.
I still didn't get this safe out of here yet, man.
I'll give you $10 if you can name a better dog.
Can't recall his name.
You run into him, you call me.
-I could give a fuck. -You?
-Now wait a minute-- -My case, back your men off.
Listen, all you need to do is keep your head through the bail hearing.
There was a time when I was willing to say otherwise...